He was a mountain of a man
Who when he drunk grew out of hand
For in this state he struck out
And beat others at times about
When locked up in juvenile detention
They wanted to let out his aggression
So they taught him how to box
Thinking this would change his plot
When released and went out for a drink
The aggression he felt went to its peak
And he was able to beat the person well
With his boxing prowess his fists did swell
The police attended and during the arrest
He beat the police laughing in his jest
To make matters worst he used an iron bar
With his violence it nearly went too far
The sad end to this story was he went to prison
And died one day from an operation for a tooth extraction.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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